This day is destined to be the most unforgettable day in their lives.
Because there were too many big things happening on this day; because there were too many strong people appearing on this day; because there were too many strong people dead on this day.
Before we knew it, people had an illusion: there were so many masters in my Great Chixiao Domain.
With the help of Ye Junlin, Yun Zaixing slowly stood up.
Whoever, what master, what identity, doesn’t matter.
The important thing is to drive away the invaders. Don’t let the millennium foundation of the ‘Purple Cloud Sea’ be destroyed in his hands.
Fanjun took back the "Spiritual Hall" and was calm and composed.
Jiang Huyu, who was standing beside him, felt like a flood breaking through the dam, causing a tide.
If he had known about the "Ziyunhai" and had such a strong man in charge, he would have dared not make the decision to attack the "Ziyunhai" if he had killed him.
However, when things have come to this point, it is already difficult to turn back.
Fanjun killed the "Demon Poison Old Ghost", but did not take action. He stood quietly aside and looked at Ye Junlin.
"Why didn't you show off your power just now?" Fan Jun asked.
"Haha..." Ye Junlin smiled bitterly: "I know how much I have, I know. I am definitely not a match for the powerful man of the 'Xuanling Level'."
Ye Junlin's answer was extremely embarrassing.
"Just know, martial arts are endless. Don't let pride and be arrogant, which hinders your path to advancement." Fanjun's heart, the big stone that had been hanging for a long time finally fell down.
"Yes, senior, I understand." Ye Junlin replied.
This time, Ye Junlin remembered it from the bottom of his heart.
The way of kings is to win without being arrogant, and to lose without being discouraged.
Yun Zaixing looked at the two "young men" in surprise, but was confused. He wanted to know who these two people were.
In the distance, the yellow lightning burst out in a crackling sound. Ye Junlin turned his head and saw that Song Jinghong was being besieged by three "Xuanshi" warriors, his body was covered with large and large
Small scars, but still tightly supported.
The calm heart was furious.
Although Song Jinghong and Xu Guoyu have only been his master for a month and a half, in his heart, they have already occupied an extremely important position.
Be a teacher for one day and be a father for life.
The purple mist surged, and the next moment, a young man appeared in the place where the lightning shone.
"Sword One, Break the Wind."
"Sword 2, kill the soul."
Ye Junlin was very angry, and the consequences were very serious.
The invisible sword energy and the red tiny waves surged out one after another.
The first Xuanshi from the "Sword Casting Villa" felt a pain in the sea of consciousness, and the next moment, his life was taken away by the red waves.
After succeeding with one blow, Ye Junlin did not give the other party any time to react, and the invisible soul sword energy surged out again.
Without any signs, the remaining two Xuanshi's sea of consciousness also felt severe pain, as if thousands of swords were constantly slashing their sea of consciousness.
A split headache.
Ye Junlin's figure was like a ghost. He took advantage of this time and quickly jumped to the two Xuanshis, and the Red Flame Swords in his hand slashed out one after another.
Then, there was nothing.
Song Jinghong looked at the three heads on the ground, and was surprised that his chin seemed to fall off.
He looked at Ye Junlin with an incredible look on his face. It was so shocking. A month ago, this young man was not a match for the "Xuanshi-level" warrior.
And a month later, he was able to kill all warriors below the "Xuanling Level".
It's really incredible.
"Master, are you okay?" Ye Junlin said, taking out a small white jade bottle from the space ring and handing it over.
Song Jinghong did not refuse, and opened his mouth and swallowed the bottle of pill.
While sitting on the ground and recovering, he was secretly proud in his heart: taking Ye Junlin as his apprentice was the wisest decision in his life.
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With the participation of Ye Junlin and Fanjun, the originally fierce battle instantly became simple.
Because Jiang Huyu has no intention of fighting again.
Under Jiang Huyu's call, all the warriors from the "Sword Casting Villa" and the "Chixiao Chamber of Commerce" stopped fighting. The "Ziyun Sea" and a very small number of warriors from the "Wild Wolf Gang" also gathered together.
In a moment, more than a dozen "Xuanshi" warriors gathered in Donglai Square.
"We surrender." Jiang Huyu said in a depressed manner: "We are willing to accept all unequal treaties."
With the help of Xu Guoyu, Yun Zaixing slowly walked forward.
His brows were frowning, as if he was thinking about something. He asked him to make a request for a moment, but he really couldn't think of it.
"Let me talk first." Ye Junlin slowly walked out from behind the crowd.
For a moment, everyone's eyes gathered on the boy, and no one questioned it, nor did anyone dare to question it. Because in the battle just now, everyone saw the terrifying combat power of the boy.
What's more, there is a person with more terrifying combat power around this young man.
"The first one is to hand over Zhang Shouling, Zhang Jing and his father-in-law. The second one is to order Jiang Cheng to commit suicide." Ye Junlin's words suddenly became cold, and in his mind, it seemed that his father died tragically again.
That scene.
"Okay." Jiang Huyu seemed to have made an extremely difficult decision, so that his face turned pale.
Some people in the crowd were unhappy.
Their faces showed a look of anger.
It is acceptable to hand over Zhang Shouling and Zhang Jingyue, but it is really...
"Old ancestor, we cannot agree!"
A middle-aged warrior holding a heavy sword roared: "We fight to the death, they may not be able to do anything to us!"
"Is that true?" Ye Junlin sneered.
The Red Flame Sword was swung out heavily, and the invisible sword energy, like a ghost, instantly rushed into the warrior's sea of consciousness.
"ah--"
The warrior screamed, then hugged his head tightly with both hands and twitched violently on the ground.
Ye Junlin looked at the extremely painful warrior without any pity.
Being kind to your enemies means being cruel to yourself.
The Red Flame Sword was swung one after another, and several soul attacks rushed into the warrior's sea of consciousness like a flying...
"ah--"
"ah--"
The middle-aged warrior tried hard to cover his head, almost squeezing his head.
Jiang Huyu couldn't bear it, so he swung the golden sword, ending the warrior's life.
Ye Junlin's cruelty deeply shocked everyone present. Seeing the tragic appearance of the middle-aged warrior, the people from the "Sword Casting Villa" and the "Chiciao Chamber of Commerce" dared not have any objection anymore.
"The third condition is to hand over Luoyi!" Ye Junlin's eyes broke and he stared at Luoyi hidden behind Jiang Huyu.
He hated such a traitor very much.
"Okay." Jiang Huyu responded and pushed Luoyi out.
"Old ancestor, you can't, you can't..." Luo Yi's gloomy face suddenly became extremely frightened.
"Yi'er, you can only sacrifice your success, king, defeat, and you will be the enemy." Jiang Huyu sighed.
Seeing that Jiang Huyu abandoned him, Luoyi was like a "fence-behind grass" and quickly knelt in front of Yun Zaixing.
"Old Sect Master, Old Sect Master, please spare me." Luo Yi, who had always been gloomy, actually hugged Yun Zaixing's calves and started crying.
"Beast, traitor, I wish I could kill you a thousand times." Yun Zaixing finished speaking, kicking Luoyi far away.
"Okay, okay, okay." Luo Yi lay on the ground, burst into tears, and a jade token appeared in his hand.
Luo Yi murmured, "Since you don't let me live, I will die with you!"
After Luo Yi finished speaking, the black mysterious energy suddenly injected into the jade tablet.
The next moment, countless explosions came, and Donglai Square trembled violently......